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Aron sighs. "How I am going to leave this mortal realm behind. How I will be free of our tether. Where my other Aspects are and how I can best ambush them to ensure victory, because it is clear you will not be much of a fighter."
"Wow, I'm so glad I asked." I should learn at some point to stop while I'm ahead.
"I mostly think about the other Aspects, though. They will be thinking of ways to defeat me, so I must be ready. Your life depends on mine." And he plays with my hair again.
That soothes some of the irritation I'm feeling. I notice that he mentions me, and for all his arrogance, that's sweet, in an Aron sort of way. I know he's trying. I know it's against his nature to think of anyone but himself, and I should be more patient with him, but I'm only human, and man, Aron can be a real pain in the ass. But I move a little closer to him, because he's warm and because I'm feeling a little more affectionate toward the man. "You need to teach me how to fight," I tell him between yawns.
"I did not take you as my anchor because you were a fighter." He sounds amused, as if the thought of me with a sword is extremely fu
I poke him in the side again. "You act like you had a bunch of options. If I recall, I was the only volunteer and your brain was still foggy from being booted out of Heaven." I put my hands over my eyes and assume a deep voice, mocking him. "Oh look, I'm Aron and I don't know how to sleep like humans."
He pinches my side and I bite back a squeal, but I can feel the laughter rumbling through his chest. "You are full of fire to me, I see."
"Well, sure. You can't do squat about my sassy attitude," I tell him sleepily, and this time when I put my hands down, I do put one on his chest. Why not. "You're stuck with me."
Aron grunts.
"I'm serious, though," I tell him. "I should know the basics of how to fight. Nothing fancy. Just enough to protect myself. This world's way more dangerous than mine. And if you were on Earth, I'd show you how to drive a car and use a debit card. You should do the same for me."
"I will think on it."
I pat his stomach. "Don't strain yourself."
His laughter rolls through the trees and I go to sleep, smiling.